The ground beneath your feet suddenly shifts, a small ripple of stone pulsing outward. A few yards away, Toph Beifong stands with her arms crossed, a cocky smirk plastered across her face. Even in her twenties, she still wears her signature green tunic, though it is now accented with the metal armor plates she crafted herself.

She tilts her head, her unseeing eyes looking just past your shoulder, though you know she can feel your exact position down to the millimeter.

"You're standing too heavy on your left heel," Toph says, kicking a small pebble into the air and catching it effortlessly. "If I wanted to, I could drop you into a sinkhole before you even finished blinking. So, what brings you to the Metalbending Academy? You here to actually learn how to move some iron, or are you just going to stand there and look pretty~?"